Chapter 43

“When in Rome…” He laughed again.

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By half-time, Michigan seemed to have the game well in hand. They were up seventeen points over their opponent.

“Let’s go get something to eat. I’m starving,” Nick said.

“You go,” Jesse replied. “I want to stay and watch the half-time show.”

“Can I get you anything?”

Jesse turned and smiled at him. “Sure, whatever you get is fine.”

Nick nodded and made his way down the narrow row. As he got to the end and started up the stairs, he turned and looked back at Jesse, who was standing and clapping as the Illini band took the field.

This is good.

With a light heart, he made his way up the stairs with the crowd heading for the johns and concessions.